As the sect leader of Lihentian, Guan Chouhai was a prominent figure in the world. He was usually very ambitious and would usually fly into a rage if someone said such a thing to him, and would insist on competing with that person. But today, when Zhao Hao said it like this, he was unusually calm.
He said slowly, "Your Majesty is right to teach me a lesson. I am naturally not worthy to be Your Majesty's enemy. My task today is simply to eliminate some small fry. As for Your Majesty, someone will naturally deal with him."
Zhao Hao narrowed his eyes slightly. He naturally knew that there were other people behind the other party, but he was not sure who they were.
At this moment, Zhu Xie Chixin flew into a rage: "Why are you staring at me?"
Guan Chouhai smiled slightly: "I have long heard that the Embroidered-Robe Envoy is the Emperor's most loyal dog, cruel and bloodthirsty, with superb cultivation, making people of the world turn pale at the mere mention of his name. Today I have come to experience it for myself."
Zhu Xiechi instinctively glanced at Zhao Hao, and seeing that he did not intend to stop him, he knew that the other party wanted him to test the waters. So he turned to Guan Chouhai with an icy expression: "Guan Chouhai, you dare to plot rebellion! Today I will tear you to pieces."
As soon as he finished speaking, a long iron chain suddenly appeared in his hand, with a sickle faintly visible at the end of the chain.
Over the years, Zhu Xie Chixin has used this weapon to take the lives of countless people. The Soul-Hooking Chain is so powerful that it terrifies both humans and ghosts. This is a common saying in official circles, and countless people turn pale at the mere mention of it.
However, Guan Chouhai was not afraid at all. He raised his hands, and two golden lights shot out from his wrists. The Vajra Bracelets knocked the Grim Reaper's Scythe away.
Both of them were shocked. Zhu Xie Chixin secretly sighed that he was indeed the famous Lihentian Sect Master who had been famous for many years. His skill was truly profound.
Guan Chouhai was equally shocked. According to the intelligence, although Zhu Xie Chixin had a high level of cultivation, he was only a half-step Grandmaster and had not yet stepped into the threshold of a true Grandmaster. Therefore, he originally thought he could easily defeat his opponent, but he was shocked by the opponent's strength after this exchange.
What half-step Grandmaster? This is clearly a real Grandmaster!
However, he was a well-known figure for many years. Although he was surprised, he remained calm and attacked Zhu Xie Chixin.
The Soul-Hooking Chain is a long-range weapon, and close combat is its weakness.
Zhu Xie Chixin remained completely calm. With a flick of his wrist, the Soul-Hooking Chain suddenly retracted rapidly, transforming into a long-handled scythe. He then slashed it diagonally, as if the entire space in front of him had been cleaved open.
Guan Chouhai raised his arms in front of him, and a faint stone wall appeared in the air.
However, the extremely strong defensive stone wall was directly split in two by Zhu Xie Chixin's scythe.
Then the sickle struck the Vajra bracelets on his arm, emitting a blinding light.
Both of them were knocked back several feet by the huge impact. Guan Chouhai felt a chill in his heart. What was going on with the extremely strong death aura on Zhu Xiechixin's body?
Although legend has it that many officials died at his hands over the years, it shouldn't have been enough to cultivate such a dense aura of death.
"Interesting!" Guan Chouhai laughed loudly, and with a flick of his wrists, the Vajra Bracelets conjured countless afterimages, attacking the opponent from all directions.
Zhu Xie Chixin brandished his long-handled scythe, deflecting the Vajra Bracelets from all directions.
However, with each subsequent impact, his face paled. Everyone said that Guan Chouhai was a top expert in the earth element, and seeing him today, it was indeed true. This Vajra Bracelet looked small, but each impact felt like a mountain pressing down. If he hadn't already advanced to the Grandmaster level, he probably would have been crippled after just two hits.
But now he is forced to defend himself against the barrage of Vajra Bracelets, leaving him with no offensive capabilities.
Seeing this, many of his loyal Embroidered-Robe Envoys brandished their Soul-Hooking Ropes and tried to entangle Guan Chouhai. They were the emperor's assassins, handpicked by Zhu Xie Chixin, and naturally wouldn't be as particular about one-on-one duels as people in the martial arts world.
Guan Chouhai's expression changed slightly. Normally, although these Embroidered-Robed Envoys would be troublesome for ordinary experts, he wouldn't take them seriously. But now that he was in the middle of a fierce battle with Zhu Xie Chixin, these elite Embroidered-Robed Envoys had joined in. Their combined attack formation was from the same source as Zhu Xie Chixin's, which would really cause him some trouble.
Just then, eight flying swords shot over, crackling with lightning. Almost instantly, they passed through the group of embroidered-robed envoys. Before the embroidered-robed envoys could even form a formation, they were already bursting into clouds of blood mist and then crashing to the ground unwillingly.
Seeing his trusted subordinates killed in this way, Zhu Xiechi was furious, but he was unable to spare any attention and could only suppress his anger to fight against Guan Chouhai's attacks.
"Xuan Bajing?" Zhao Hao watched all this silently, expressionless. The deaths of these low-ranking guards did not stir his emotions. He was only curious about who else was involved in this conspiracy.
A flash of lightning appeared, and the sect leader of Kunlun Mountain materialized out of thin air. Behind him, eight sword boxes were revealed like a peacock spreading its tail. He cupped his hands towards Zhao Hao and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty."
Zhao Hao's expression was cold: "You've all rebelled, I suppose you're unhappy with your declining status over the years."
Xuan Bajing smiled slightly: "Of course we miss the old days more. Although we are unworthy, we do not want the Daoist sect to be destroyed in our hands a hundred years from now."
If this trend continues, in the future, the Taoist sect will probably only have the Zhengyang Sect, while the other eight sects will gradually decline and eventually become completely irrelevant.
Zhao Hao looked at him coldly: "If you do nothing, you may be wiped out a hundred years from now. But if you do this outrageous thing today, you are more likely to be completely wiped out today."
Xuan Bajing sighed: "If destruction is inevitable, we might as well take a gamble while we still have the strength."
Zhao Hao frowned: "The two of you alone don't have the strength to win this bet."
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